Every year we hear these dramatic predictions. Accuweather.com is talking about 18-24 inches of snow, with the “possibility of a blizzard”. Some people are even talking in terms of the “great blizzard of ’78″. Grumpy claims it’s going to be a whole lot about nothing again. Who knows?
In the meantime, we prepare. These storm predictions are the “black Friday” of grocery stores. All over New England, people scamper off to fill their home with food, water, candles and batteries “just in case”.
I know we could survive for weeks on what we already have here. Months, even. But… I am leaving early tomorrow morning for a 12 hour work shift. I know they’ll be fine, but, I still feel like I need to make sure that the kids and Grumpy are fine in my absence. So I went, like a lemming, to prepare.
We have a huge, shiny new store in the next town over. It was packed. About 4,000 people pushing carriages all over the store. I had no idea what to buy. I just wandered up and down the aisles. Usually behind old people. I mean “tales from the crypt” old. I could hear the clock ticking my life away. I had to get something and get out. Then, I got this great idea to roast a turkey. It would stay fresh for them over the weekend, right? If we lose power, they can always store it in the
porch back-up refrigeration room. Lucky for me- they had 2 fresh turkeys left. It was 2pm, but if I hurried home I could get it into the oven and done by about 5:30; in time for dinner. Perfect!
Well, by the time I got home it was 2:30. Maybe if I cook it unstuffed it will be done in time. Then, there were dirty dishes in the dishwasher. Can’t rinse a turkey with dishes there- so I had to put them into the dishwasher…which was, of course, filled with clean dishes. So, putting away the dishes when the phone rang. Run to my desk- it’s a robo-call from the school superintendent announcing that school is cancelled for tomorrow. As soon as I answered the phone, though, I forgot what I was doing. I started checking out Facebook. And email…OMG! It’s almost 4 o’clock! Back to the dishwasher. Finished unloading, then reloading. Chopping the onions, carrots, celery to put under the turkey in the roaster. Finally got that bird washed, seasoned (no time to brine it) and into that oven. At 4:49pm.
So now- I just have to make the stuffing, because what’s a turkey without stuffing? Oh- and I have to figure out what to do for dinner. Because that bird isn’t going to be done for a long time. Seriously- who has time for this???